642: C642 Transfer Student

C642 Transfer Student

Early in the morning, Teacher Huang had brought his textbooks and water canteens in advance. This time, there was a boy following behind him. He carried a schoolbag, looked gentle, and even wore silver-framed glasses.0

The boy did not wait for Teacher Huang to introduce him, and began to sweep his gaze across the class. Very soon, his gaze was fixed on Xue Xue'er, and he refused to move his gaze away.

Xue Xue'er was busy writing the test paper and did not raise her head. Naturally, she did not notice other people's gazes.

"Hello, classmates. Today, our class is transferring a transfer student. Please welcome him warmly."

After a series of enthusiastic applause, Teacher Huang invited the boy to introduce himself.

Under Teacher Huang's encouraging gaze, the boy opened his mouth and slowly said, "Hello, everyone. My name is Yang Songshu. I'm the same age as you. I hope to learn together with everyone in the third year of high school and improve together."

The girls were all whispering to each other, discussing this new transfer student. In their opinion, this Student Yang was much better looking than the second year student, Xu Xuan.

The boys at the back were looking at him with disdain. This new adonis was really an eyesore. They were still planning to beat up Yang Songshu and let him remember not to be so flamboyant.

Su Xiaotong looked at Yang Songshu with astonishment. It was also the first time she had met such a good-looking boy. All of her attention was on him.

"Songshu, you go and sit there." Teacher Huang pointed at the empty seat beside the male student behind Xue Xue'er. The male student turned to another class and the seat was empty. It just so happened that it was reserved for Yang Songshu to sit in.

Yang Songshu frowned slightly, somewhat puzzled.

"Teacher, isn't that classmate's side empty?"

Looking in the direction Yang Songshu pointed, Teacher Huang found that it was Xu Yuanyuan's position. He did not suspect him and only thought that Yang Songshu was curious. So he explained, "That is Xu Yuanyuan's position. She has temporarily gone to the hospital. So it is empty. When her health is better, she will come back to class."

Alright. Since that's the case, there's no other way.

Yang Songshu lowered his eyelids, restraining the disappointment and dissatisfaction in his eyes. He pursed his lips and nodded, then carried his bag and walked straight to his seat. His deskmate was a handsome boy who also wore glasses. The table was filled with textbooks, and it was obvious that he was a bookworm.

The boy did not greet Yang Songshu and continued to study. He felt as if he could not hear what was happening outside the window. When he sat down, Yang Songshu realized that this seat was actually not bad.

He could see Xue Xue'er's side profile and all her movements. Everyone would not get along very awkwardly.

"Xue'er, do you still remember me?"

When class ended, Yang Songshu took the opportunity when no one was paying attention to him before he stuck his head out and asked Xue Xue'er in a low voice.

Xue Xue'er turned her head and saw that it was Yang Songshu calling her. To be honest, she had already digested all the surprises from the first lesson. She did not know why Yang Songshu suddenly transferred to another school. She did not want to talk about her stomach full of doubts for the time being.

Now, she and Yang Songshu had grown up, and Wang Xiaohua was already married. Speaking of which, she still felt a little sad.

"Why did you suddenly come back?"

Furthermore, she remembered that Yang Songshu seemed to be slightly older than her. Regarding these questions, Yang Songshu did not give a clear answer. Instead, he slowly took out a cloth doll from his schoolbag. He handed it to Xue Xue'er.

He still remembered that Xue Xue'er liked these little things in the past.

This was still the class, so it was not good for her to receive these gifts. She was resisting them from head to toe. But Yang Songshu insisted that if she did not accept them, he would keep holding them. He was not afraid even after class.

It could not be helped. Xue Xue'er could not convince him, so she could only hide the cloth doll in her cabinet as if she was a thief. She was afraid that others would see it.

"Brother Songshu, it's almost time for class. Let's listen to the class."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went back. Yang Songshu did not care at all. He was already very happy that Xue Xue'er was willing to accept the gift.

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